Mandalorian Neo-Crusader Fleet
Bridge of the Keldabe battleship Stormbringer
Bimmisaari High Orbit
Hakon Fett watched coldly as the League cruisers—once proud, once defiant—flickered into oblivion wrought onto them by the Mandalorian bombers. Flames kissed their hulls for a brief, futile moment, only to be swallowed by the unforgiving vacuum of space. These vessels, once instruments of war, now floated as hollow remnants, silently drifting among the stars.
But the Mandalorians had no time to savor their small victory. It was fleeting, and with one threat diminished, another grew. The League surged forward, bolstered by superior numbers, their resolve hardened by the distant Umbaran fleet raining long-range fire on Hakon's rear. The ambush had come..
And yet, there was something about the League's sudden ferocity, their boldness. They had never stood so firm before, never fought with such unyielding courage. For too long, they had been craven, breaking and fleeing at the first sign of resistance. But today was different. They fought with teeth, with strength. Perhaps Hakon Fett had been led into a grand trap. Perhaps the League had been playing the long game, their newfound vigor a surprise only to him. Perhaps the Umabarans had taken the reins of the Leagues' command--every Crusader had recently learned of the Umbarans' ferocity in combat.
But there was no time to dwell on these questions now.
Doubt did not suit Hakon Fett. He pushed it aside. There was no room for questions, only answers. And the answer, as ever, lay in action, in the present.
"
Has she lost her mind?" Ormbyr's voice cut through silence, his smirk audible even through the helmet as the reports on Careena's plan and situation poured in.
"
No, but she's given me an idea." Hakon said, then ordered, "
Kahak, triangulate where most of the League's transmissions are sent to."
"On it, Hakon!"
Several minutes later, Kahak broke the silence, "It's this one." the Mandalorian sent a ping on Hakon's tactical screen, "Shadow's Dawn."
Like a domino, Hakon's ideas had fallen into a plan.
"
Send its coordinates to
Careena Fett
and open a direct line to her." he ordered to the comms pit.
"You're on, al'verde."
"<
Alor, we've identified the League's flagship. Coordinates sent. I'm ordering interceptors for escort. You need to commandeer that ship and sow chaos in their ranks.>"
He then issued a command to several fighter squadrons to support their mission as escorts, one of which was Switchblade (
Nelliel Kryze
).
"
Glorious death awaits them." Orm noted. They were sending these squadrons in the eye of the storm. Every Mandalorian knew sacrifices were necessary in war and every Mandalorian craved the honorable death in combat against insurmountable odds.
"
<Ground Strike Force, this is Hakon Fett. Seize any ground-to-orbit emplacements and turn them on the League's fleet. Targeting data incoming.>" his transmission would reach any commander down on Bimmisaari (
Sig Dryggo
Carduul Akahl
Zandra Ruus
Trajan Fett
Feydrik Munin
)
And surely enough, through the severe jamming, targeting data compiled by the
Stormbringer on the League's right flank where the Mandalorian bombers had just laid waste to would be sent to the ground forces.
"
Helms, full burn into their right flank! Comms, order the rest of the fleet to follow close. We need to punch our way out, focus our fire on a singular point."
The orders were then quickly relayed and the deck beneath his feet began to shudder as the massive thrusters of the battlecruiser surged with energy.
"
Tell Gunnery and Engineering—this is their day," Hakon said, his voice steady, but heavy with the weight of the moment. The bridge responded with a unified thud of fist against armor.
"
Our day."
"
Oya!"
"
Oya!" the whole bridge echoed in response and with a heavy thud pounding their chest.
From here on, it was all about skill, grit and determination. Plans, tactics, and the like could only do so much in their situation. Now it was time for the true test of mettle, of strength… of who was worthy enough to brave the way of the warrior.
The whole Mandalorian fleet began to move, abandoning their siege line and converging closer around the Stormbringer. Like one single fist of iron and fire, they would blitz towards the enemy's right flank aiming to punch through the forming noose.